“you resumed as best you could the thread of a story in which you no longer believed”
–Roland Barthes
Like a bird flying into glass
The fall surprised him—
The nothing he thought was there
wasn’t—
dazed, bloodied, bruised
he rose and stumbled on
almost as if he knew
where he was going
almost as if
she never existed
(May 26, 2017)
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